Lil Wayne - Murda lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Murda lyrics

First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burga The youths dem strapped with dem burner Real n***as say soo woo and such and such k** such and such The street talking, bullsh** walks on crutches but it's strut to strut n***as panic bu*ton pressing the end is coming Count your blessings We living in the day and time where the ten commandments are now suggestions How depressing, how invested, click clack, pow intestines Bad b**hes in flower dresses with tight pussies I found the crevice AK bullets move mountains Break them b**hes down to pebbles That tough talk is like music, to my ears so keep it a capella Based on a true story, we not worry, y'all too worried I faced my fears and told them motherf**ers y'all too gorgeous Dread head from New Orleans Where the youth dem got two choices Shoot or get shot or a n***a choose for you We murdered them First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burga The youths dem strapped with dem burner First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burga 'Cause the youths dem strapped with dem burner Yo, Tune point and I'm dusting n***as I ain't talking lacing no marijuana Soon as I hatched, I reigned like a quail And gave 2 f**s I ain't a koala My uncle gangsta but I make him nervous All he see in my face is murda Waste a burna is my waste a furnace I'm pacing turners your face the thermos First birthday wish was getting picked up Shoot a n***a wake up on the wake up Lay down and a model b**h ache up Then I put pearls in a b**h like Jacob Play tough taped off of this day pub Race off like some motherf**ing make up Take off looking for something to take up Get the paper? Or you want in the paper? Not horoscopes but in the horror scope Pray to God you see tomorrow, nope They gave my n***a 30 for a jar of dope But do a n***a dirty with a bar of soap Blowing so much you sneezing dick Believe in me I don't believe in sh** Y'all pinching pennies? I'm squeezing drip It's Young Money till I'm in the freezer stiff b**h First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burga The youths dem strapped with dem burner First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burga 'Cause the youths dem strapped with dem burner It's all about the money n***a f** the fame Where we come from shots ring n***a broad day Lil woadie said he had the chance he do the sh** again Poppin' pills for the pain but still won't feel a thing It's deeper than this rap, I'm in the back soaking game Cartier frames got them looking at me strange Why pre mostly heard in the rally same? Lowkey still get a brick off my name Now I'mma tell you this here for my youngin' them The same ones I hung the corners with do numbers with If there ever was a problem watch 'em pull up quick Caught a L sticking to the script, we now switched We now switch First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burga The youths dem strapped with dem burner First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burga 'Cause the youths dem strapped with dem burner